Baby baby, I feel these sweet sensations. Honey honey, looks like a superstar. She got a promise of love-struck fascination, what am I to do? How am I to know? Who you are. And this love foolosophy is killing previous illusions that I had in my mind about you. Seems so true, all the lies you’re telling, tragically compelling and my love it means nothing to you; so maybe I’m still a love fool .